Remember the Christmas when you were a kid...
When there was one present in particular
you were really hoping to get.
And you were pretty sure it was under the tree.
And you had to wait...
it wasn't time to open presents yet.
There was still dinner to be eaten,
church service to attend,
and adult conversation to sit through.
And your thoughts kept coming back to that present
and how LONG it was before you could open it.
THAT'S what the baby-wait
feels like today.
1 comment:
You must have been a very good child--I always spied on my parents' hiding places before the presents were wrapped. This was after I discovered that Santa's handwriting and my mom's were identical--so I was justified, right?
Congratulations in advance!
-Andy
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